Tsuburosashi

(Full_Bore Naughty Version)

 

BAR-1

 

Yep, long time since, but this is another Lemony-fic from BAR-1.

 

Season:  THREE.  Henceforth referred to as “THE ONLY SEASON, DAMMIT”

 

Charas:  Ruki, Juri (F/f/f , candy, oral, toys, vaginal)

 

Warning:  This is NOT for kids to be reading, okay?  Not for adults, either.  Not for anyone.  It’s vile and pornographic and if you even so much as finish this sentence, you’ll burn in hell for all eternity.  In other words, if you’re under 18, or the legal age to be reading “Teh Hentai” you should already be gone, okay?

 

 

Ruki sped through the crowd as fast as she could under the restrictions of her summer kimono.  Her ability to enjoy her stay in Kawasaki was wholly dependent on getting away from her grandmother for a change.  Ducking along the streets with backwards shouts of “I’ll be fine!” and “Don’t worry!” helped the older woman lose step, and soon Ruki was on her own.  The smells or roasting meats & various sweets filled the air as she contemplated the last few months.  It all seemed to take forever in her young mind.

 

She’d grudgingly given Takato a gift of giri-choco (“duty-chocolate”) for St. Valentine’s Day.  Tradition held that girls purchase or make chocolates for the boys and men in their lives, crushes, husbands, employers & coworkers.  Takato barely came under the title of ‘associate’ in her mind.

 

What she hadn’t expected later was for him to return the favor, with interest.  March 14th marked “White Day”, when it was the boy’s time to reciprocate the gift.  Takato had given her a massive gift box, filed with both store-bought chocolates and a series of homemade sweetbreads.    She was still killing off the last of the creampuffs three weeks later. Even if she refused to care about the other digidestined… knowing that Takato thought so much to give something back had some small part of her thrilled beyond words.

 

Now, April 15th, her grandmother had decided to take her to Kawasaki, specifically, the Wanayama Shrine.  Home to the annual Kanamara Matsuri.  The Makinos had come to Tokyo from Kawasaki, and her grandmother was eager to not only reestablish some ties with the extended family, but to introduce the headstrong Ruki to some of her own childhood memories.  The grandiose Shinto festival was one such.  Held as the last of the winter thaw and March bluster had gone, the mid-April event was a springtime celebration of fertility.  The centerpiece of which was a legendary statue of an iron penis, located within the festival shrine.

 

Now the massive metal phallus was making its’ rounds, held aloft by teams of priests and revelers as it was carried along a parade route.  Festival goers would touch this, and several other massive mock penises, for luck.  The whole idea seemed ridiculous, as most tradtions did, to Ruki.  Stories of Tanuki with their oversized kintama (Golden Testicles), Kitsune with nine tails (Okay, that one was seeming less and less silly every day now.), and tales of an Iron Dildo being used to defeat a demon possessing a woman’s vagina, giving it teeth, were the stuff of childish fancy.  Well, perhaps not exactly *childish* fancy….

 

Ruki had been thinking more and more about Takato of recent.  Their adventures as Digimon Tamers, battling the Devas, & D-Reapers… but the one thing that occupied her mind most often of recent was his sweet White Day gifts to her.  The Health class chapters about sex seemed more like a discussion on plumbing to her.  She’d once actually written, “Insert Tab-P into Slot-V” into her notebook as a joke.  They’d discussed where babies came from, just not how to go about bringing that moment about.  Takato had even joked that it sounded like they were trying to teach kids to “have a cake, but don’t know to make it.”  Hmm… Make It.  A sudden glance at to women riding a phallic see-saw quickly made her blush.  She was beginning to understand that her feelings towards Takato might mean something more than just laying down cards.

 

“Ruki?”

 

Ruki snapped to attention.  It wasn’t her grandmother’s voice, but it was familiar.  She whipped about to see who had disturbed her.  She felt embarrassed, as if someone had just interrupted her in the middle of something that she shouldn’t have been doing in the first place.  She focused on a familiar single pigtail, and allowed her range of sight to take in the rest of the familiar girl.

 

“Juri, what are you doing here?”

 

“Taking in the festival, duh!”  The girl was grinning, practically squealing with delight at meeting a ‘friend’ in these unfamiliar surroundings.  Ruki was taken aback as Juri snatched up her arm in her hand, and shouted over her shoulder, “I found a friend from back home!  We’re gonna play some carnival games, okay?”  A quick smirk shot across Ruki’s face as she realized that Juri was desperate to ditch her parents, too.  Being surrounded by oversized replica penises was one thing, but being surrounded by a series of oversized replica penises… with your parents?  Unbearable.

 

The two girls raced off in what seemed any direction that could carry them away from an authority figure.  Juri was in an astoundingly giddy mood.  She was dressed in a bright, colorful summer kimono, the same as Ruki.  Ruki noted that no matter how fast she wanted to run, Juri never seemed to hike up the skirt of her kimono to allow her legs to move.  Was she embarrassed about her legs?  It hardly mattered to Ruki, but trying to run while taking toddling little baby steps was beginning to get embarrassing.

 

As the day wore on, the two girls were increasing inseperable.  Ruki had already won about a half dozen cheap goldfish.  She had no real interest in keeping the things as pets, she already had a DigiMon.  But she was in a quandary about them now.  Give them to friends to raise, or give them to Renamon as a snack?

 

She chuckled at the Kitsune mask Juri suddenly slipped over her face.  Ruki was caught off-guard, and now her she caould barely see through her friend.  She didn’t even really see the mask to know what Juri had bought her.  It would have just been too fitting.    Laughing she pulled the mask off her face, keeping it tight on top of her head.  When her eyes met Juri’s however, she saw that Juri was already looking elsewhere as a grin began to spread across her face.

 

A shopkeeper selling penis-shaped candies watched as to girls in yukatas whispered back and forth a few feet away from his stand.  Business was brisk, so he had hardly the time to notice the throngs moving about.  But something about the girls’ demeanor had him suspicious.

 

Ruki could barely contain her laughter as she approached the stand with Juri’s money.  She quietly asked for some of the candies, sold in various flavors, yet all retaining the ‘lucky’ shape of a man’s sexual organs.  The man seemed reticent to take her money, as if he didn’t want to turn his back on her.  Did he know what she was going to do?  As he turned to grab her choice, she murmered “I want the… something-something”.  He turned slightly.  He asked her what she’d said.  Ruki forced herself to say louder, and more clearly, “I want the Big Ones”.  The man raised an eyebrow as he turned once again to grab the candies that she ordered, quickly bagging them.  This was not going to go well, he could tell.

 

Ruki screwed her courage to the sticking post, the man was almost to her, it was now or never.  Her small breasts swelled under her kimono as she forced air into her lungs, then blurted out “I WANT THE BIG ONES!  I LIKE THE BIG ONES IN MY MOUTH!”  Just screaming that at a penis-shaped candy salesman would have been enough, but the fact that they were in the middle of a massive crowd made it all the more embarrassing.  Just as bystanders were focusing on the girl screaming about wanting big candy peckers in her mouth, they were distracted by the almost maniacal laughter of another girl.

 

Juri was holding her sides, almost in pain from laughing so hard as Ruki grabbed her candy, snatched Juri by the wrist and the two sped off up a hill to a less crowded area. 

 

Ruki realized that just about anywhere would be better than in front of that stand.  Her face felt hot, and she was angry at Juri for even daring her to scream out that. The last thing she liked to be was noticed by adults, particularly in ways that could come back to her mother.  However, in light of events, the look on other people’s faces made it more than worth it.  She began to giggle, then laugh out loud as the two trotted to some place where they could sit down and catch their breath.

 

“Eat one!  You made me buy these dang things, the least you could do is put one in your mouth!”

 

“Heck now!  It’s icky!”  Juri was still laughing, though it had died down to a soft giggle.  Her eyes were wet with tears from laughing, and she was panting.

 

“It’s just candy!”

 

“You eat one then!”

 

“What are they?”

 

Ruki’s heart nearly jumped clear out her chest as she spun on the interloper.  She breathed a sigh of relief as she realized who it was.

 

Renamon stepped in closer to the two girls.  They were holding several bags, laughing, having fun.  It was rare that Renamon saw Ruki like this, so lighthearted.  Then she noticed that the girls had some form of sweets. The looked like miniature….

 

Juri noticed how Renamon’s eyes flew open, she seemed to be blushing?  Renamon licked her lips slightly at her memories of life in the digital realm.  Come to think about it, she wouldn’t mind being able to return to the forests of her home, especially this time of year.  A few randy Vulpimon Todds, with the dripping dark organs between their legs, that’s what she needed.  She smiled at the memories of one such Todd in particular; he always knew how to ready her for the season.  She could even recall the smell of his musk on the trees where he would mark his territory.

 

“What’s with the weird look?”

 

“Her eyes always look like that, they’re black on the outside instead of white.”

 

“No, I mean the way she- hey!”

 

Renamon effortlessly took the candy digihood out of Ruki’s hand and instered into her mouth.  The played with it, meeting the girl’s eyes to judge their reactions; Renamon seemed entertained as she watched the girls; they were blushing at Renamon’s ministrations.  She didn’t just pop the hard candy into her mouth and be done with it; she was making love to it, running it across her lips, almost like lipstick, pushing out her tongue to like the underside of it, ten loudly sucking the diminutive penis into her mouth with a smile.

 

“They’re fruit flavors.  Tasty, but not like the real thing.”  Renamon smirked lewdly at the two girls, she knew she’d experience more than the two of them combined.  And like a cat that caught the canary, she was gloating at the realization that they knew they were missing out on something.

 

Ruki seemed flustered.  “You-you mean th-that you’ve-“  She could barely stammer the words.

 

“Bent over for a Todd?”  Renamon mused “Many times.  It’s really nice, you know.”

 

“It is?”  Juri seemed earnest in her questioning.

 

“Oh yes.”  Renamon breathed heavily.  “When some male slips his organ into you-“

 

“What’s it like?”

 

“HM?”  Now Renamon was becoming flustered, she wanted to lord her experience over the two younger girls, but she wasn’t expecting to have to go to such extreme detail so quickly.  Perhaps they were more ready for it than she thought….

 

“It’s a simple enough question, isn’t it?  What’s it like to have a boy’s penis in you?”  Ruki was leaning forward now, absentmindedly popping one of the hard candies into her mouth.  She only half realized that she was now literally eating her words.   Either way, the candy tasted nice.

 

Renamon evaded slightly.  “It’s like, having an itch scratched.  It’s just something that, once you’ve had it, and, had it right, you realize you’ve needed your whole life!  After that, you find you miss it.  It’s nice to feel a boy inside you.  There’s all sorts of sizes and shapes, and it feels real good.  So relieving….”  By that point, Renamon seemed wistful.

 

The girls were silent in rap attention.  They knew they’d have to ‘do it’ if they wanted a family.  But they were expecting Renamon to say something along the lines of ‘it’s uncomforatble’ or ‘it’s inside you’.  Not to hear her talking about taking such obvious pleasure from being with a boy.  And it sounded like she’d been with a lot of boys.

 

“But you’re not taking about… a penis in your mouth, right?”  Juri was touching a candy to her own lips.  Her eyes half closed as Renamon’s paw touched her small hand.

 

Renamon pushed The candy into Juri’s mouth, felling her inadvertently suck on her digit as well.  Juri’s eyes flew open as she realized what she’d done, even as she led the candy in her mouth, she seemed ashamed/ Renamon stroked the young girl’s cheek and smiled.  “Why yes, even that can feel, and taste, good.  Especially when the boy returns the favor.”

 

Ruki’s breath came soft, yet heavy.  “H-how?”

 

Renamon’s nostrils flared slightly.  She’d realized what this talk was doing for her, and the other girls.  The scent of three moistening pussies in the air, needing attention began to heat her up in earnest.  She had to admit it sent a chill down her spine when Juri sucked on her paw-digit.  “He licks you.”

 

“Where?”  Ruki had an idea, no, knew where.  But she wanted to hear it from the lips of someone more experienced.

 

“He licks you across your slit, and inside it too.  It feels real nice, and makes your vent hungry for his organ.”

 

“How do you know when It- um… um… your “Vent”, is Hungry?”  Ruki’s knees rubbed tightly together as she pressed further.

 

“Your Vent.  It’s called ‘the second mouth’ because it will become moist, it’ll be wet, sometimes to an extreme, almost like it’s drooling.”

 

“Like right now!”  Juri pointed between Renamon’s legs, a wide smile on her face.  She was expecting Renamon to dany it, to be embarrassed.

 

But Renamon by now was expecting it.  Instead she stood near the seated Juri, her damp crotch inches from Juri’s face.  “Yes, just like now.”  She placed another paw on Juri’s head stroking her hair.  “For me, it’s rather obvious.  But you girls wear clothing there, right?  Humans wear clothes just for between their legs.”

 

“I’m not!”  With that, Juri stood up and giggling, lifted the skirt to her Yukata!

 

Ruki gaped in disbelief at Juri’s actions; the girl’s young mound was bare and glistening at the now reddening sky.  Then she realized exactly how damp her underpants were.  She wanted to change the subject, to draw her attention from her DigiMon’s damp “vent” to get Juri to put her skirt  back down, to be able to avert her gaze from those slender legs.

 

“And that all begins with kissing, hm?”  Ruki turned away from the two, tucking her legs to her chest.  She was embarrassed she’d even helped start this conversation.  She felt dizzy, tingly.

 

“Actually, I think I know what that is… but… Digimon.. we don’t really… kiss.  I’ve never even seen that done!”  Renamon’s statement caught Ruki off guard.  But it suddenly made sense.  Most digimon had wide, gamping saurian maws, muzzled animalistic faces.  Only a few, like Renamon, Leomon or Beelzemon even resembed humans in appearance.  Then she chuckled.  She’d KISSED TAKATO!  She had one up on Renamon!  Then Ruki realized that she was beginning to think of this as a competition.

 

Juri was suddenly sitting next to her.  The other girl turned to Renamon and said. “You’ve never even seen anyone kissing?”  Before Ruki could even realize what Juri was getting at, their soft lips met for the first time.  Ruki closed her eyes and instinctively reciprocated.  Juri’s tongue stretched out as she placed her hands on Ruki’s shoulders.  Ruki opened her eyes to see Renamon close to them, watching in rapt attention.

 

Ruki sat up on her knees, she couldn’t believe how hot she felt.  She pulled Juri close as the wrapped their arms around each other.  Kissing passionately.  Ruki’s hand moved down along Juri’s back, grasping her soft backside.  Ruki didn’t want to, but her pussy was so wet she could barely think.

 

Suddenly Juri pulled back, a slim trail of saliva still connecting the two young girls mouths.  Ruki was shuddering as Juri turned to Renamon.  “So what does it feel like to kiss you?”

 

Renamon leaned forward, accepting Juri’s tongue into her mouth.  Their mouths pressed, their tongues swirling together.  As Renamon wrapped her arms around Juri and grasped the young girl’s rear as Ruki had done, Juri felt a soft swelling against her thin frame.  Juri fumbled bringing her hands forward, and realized that Renamon had breasts!  Two of them, large and full underneath the tuft of fur covering her upper chest; she began to explore them, playing with them, caressing and cupping them while they kissed.  Renamon’s next move shocked her, sending a shudder down her spine, as the foxlike DigiMon broke from the kiss to nip at the younger girl’s neck.  The two pressed their bodies together, feeling the mutual heat between them.

 

Juri twisted in Renamon’s arms, bending over to grab a candy out of the bag, and she once again put the miniature phallus in her mouth.  Renamon noted the purplish color, tingling inside.  Dark and colorful, just like his.  Juri’s mouth tasted of grape as she returned her mouth to kiss Renamon’s.  Ruki watched, trembling as the two dissolved the cock between them, pushing it and taking it into each other’s mouths.

 

Sighing, Renamon pulled away from Juri.  She closed her eyes, purposefully holding the girl at arms length as she collected herself.  This was a lot to begin with, but she was already feeling in heat.  Now was she to satisfy her urges?  The answer came to her when she opened her eyes again.

 

 

 

“Ruki?  Are you wearing the clothing between your legs? Could you show me?” Renamon waited.  Slowly, Ruki stood up, her legs trembling as she hoisted the skirts of her kimono up to the waist, she bunched them about her Obi, showing off the soft pink patterned cotton between her legs.  Renamon knelt in front of her Tamer, their eyes meeting as she reached out to grasp the girl by her hips.

 

“They’re damp though.  Maybe you should go without, like Juri.”  Ruki gave a weak smile, then silently nodded.  Renamon smiled back, grasped the sides of the garment, and pulled them slowly down Ruki’s thin, bare legs.  The scent was almost overpowering for Renamon.  She realized that it smelled like Ruki, Ruki, concentrated.  A more intense smell of Ruki than Renamon had ever smelled before.  By the time that her panties were at her ankles, Ruki was already stepping out of the, pulling Renamon, her DigiMon, to her own lips for a kiss.

 

Renamon jumped at a soft tickle from behind.  Juri had the bag of candies, and was childishly rubbing one against Renamon’s mound.  But the idea was more than sound.  Renamon guided the girls down to the ground and smiling bade them spread their legs apart then she each gave them a candy penis, and grinning told them to each to lay to one side.

 

“Do you remember what I told you about having one’s vent licked at?” The girls both nodded.  Renamon parted her legs vertically, and pulled Juri’s head between her legs.  Juri quickly understood what she wanted her to do.  “Like when we kissed, Juri, use your mouth to rub that sweet digihood between my legs.  My vent will look like a flower.  Inside the slit, there are… petals.  You can play with them, lick at them, kiss them, suck on them.  And there’s a… it’s like a pea, or a cherry, near the top.  Lick at that too, and it’ll feel extra nice.” With that, she pulled Ruki near.

 

Ruki lay to her side, her eyes transfixed on Juri.  She only half-felt Renamon parting the front of her kimono, spreading her legs, and resting her head lightly between them.  She watched as Juri spread Renamon open with her fingers, folling Renamon’s suggestion, she took a tentative lick across the slit, and probed at the folds with her tongue.  They tasted odd she thought, so she followed Renamon’s advice and put the candy between her tounge and Renamon’s pussy.  The candy didn’t last long at all, just long enough to flavor up Renamon’s inner and outer folds, the two tastes mingling together as Juri now more eagerly began to eat Renamon out.

 

Ruki was jolted to attention as she realized that Renamon was now doing the exact same to her!  She groped at Juri, pulling her close, as they three formed a daisy chain.  The tastes of strawberry and pussy mingled on Ruki’s tongue as she lapped at her friend’s soft young slit.  The girl’s folds yielded so readily and wetly, it made Ruki hungry for her.  Her arms grasped, groped around the girl.  She could hear moaning.

 

Juri moaned loudly into Renamon’s hot vent.  She was now lapping up a storm. Renamon’s fur was so soft, now so wet, so hot and sticky, and Renamon’s tail flailed about when Juri found the small, hard node underneath a hood at the tip of Renamon’s slit.  She nibbled on it, feeling Renamon twitch and gasp between Ruki’s legs.

 

Ruki’s sweet flavor sent Renamon wild.  Why hadn’t she thought of this before?? With a little ingentuity, she could have scratched her own itches time and time again with her Tamer’s help.  She could already knew she was close to a climax, hopefully only one of many.  Juri was so eager!  Ruki’s soft, peach ass was so cute in front of her.  Her thin frame convulsing.  Unlike Juri, it was not guesswork for Renamon.  She knew exactly where to hit Ruki, and how.  Ruki began to wriggle like a fish out of the stream as Renamon sent the young girl over the edge.

 

Ruki gasped, moaned and wailed in between Juri’s legs, burying her face in the girl’s tight young ass and soft mound.  Her mind exploded with fireworks and lightning as the orgasm, her first orgasm ever.  She wanted to quit, wanted to pace back and forth for miles trying to think about it, but instead she hastened her work on Juri’s soft twat, lapping at the folds, discovering the hardness between her legs, pulsing with life.  Part of her realized that Juri needed to feel this, too.

 

Juri felt hands roaming all over her, and the lapping and sucking at her clit made her convulse.  A hand felt it’s way into her kimono, grasping her smallish breast, tweaking a nipple.  The extra attention was more than enough to send her screaming into Renamon’s sopping vent.  Her face was coated and sticky as she opened her mouth, sucking on the wet mound herself.  Her entire body was shaking with Renamons  She could feel the extra sensation of a flowing warmth against her face.

 

Renamon Had parted Ruki’s buttcheeks licking the whole of her slit from front, all the way to the back, teasing the rear pucker with her tongue.  But when her orgasm finally hit, she began a full all-out assault against Ruki’s virgin vent.  Every inch of the young girl was licked, kissed, sucked at, nipped on, as Renamon’s climax sent her into a frenzy.

 

Ruki was rushed into a second climax before she was even recovered from her first.  She never knew such sensations were possible, and now they were almost coming at a rhythm.  She was barely aware of her surroundings, she could hardly see the growing night from between Juri’s soft thighs.  She continued her frenzy on Juri, feelling the girl jump and cry out as her tongue slavered over her, drinking up the wet salty fluid that flowed freely out of Juri’s fresh slit.

 

Juri gasped and rolled about as Ruki brought her to her second climax of the evening.She felt Renamon move away from her, off of her, as her back hit the ground.  Ruki adjusted, keeping Juri’s legs spread and lips lapped at.  Then she felt Renamon’s mouth against her’s again.  There was a new taste on the Digimon’s mouth, was it Ruki?  Juri instinctively sucked on the tongue in her mouth, polling off all of Ruki’s taste from it.  Gasping, she quited as her orgasm died down.  Ruki grew curious as to why Renamon had stopped on her, and she pasued as Renamon held a finger to her lips as Juri whimpered quietly, still feeling the body rocking emotions mingling inside her with her orgasm.

 

Ruki collected her thoughts.  She knew this wasn’t the end.

 

“What- what next, Renamon?”  Ruki was at a loss.  She wanted more, knew what it was.  But didn’t know how to go about saying it.

 

Juri was still a heap on the ground, gradually her breathing normalized.  She looked at her two new lovers.  They were quiet, panting their breath, the smell of young pussy and heated sex mingling in the air.  They were collecting their thoughts, thinking of the next step.

 

“If… they  make a digihood out of candy.”  Renamon was trying to think of the way to phrase her question to the two girls.  Would they know where she could find a decently sized replica of the organ that they all needed with such urgency?  Who would look for them?

 

“I’ve seen some, they make ones out of wood too, for people to take home.  They say they’re lucky.”  Juri’s head was wobbling, she seemed dizzy from the experience.  Her head was swimming with love and lust and a million things between.

 

Renamon cracked a smile.  “They are lucky!  Think of how many times they get to go into a female’s vent!”

 

Ruki laughed at that.  But then quieted and looked about.  It was now night, the lamps were on, and she could see streetlights down the hill.  They were in a small open area in the forest, with park benches surrounging them.  Thankfully, noone had taken up residence on them.  “If you go down the hill Renamon…  you know how to sneak around… could find something and-“

 

“We could bend over for you, Renamon!”  Juri beamed.  Renamon smiled at the younger girl’s comment, tickled by the thought of taking the male position for a change.  Juri seemed earnest in her appeal, though.  “You could teach us.  Please Renamon? You’ve already shown us so much, please show us how to ‘bend over!’”

 

Renamon stood up, her legs quickly finding balance.  “I’ll be back shortly… stay quiet, and I’ll return with something decent for us to play with, right?”

 

The girls merely nodded.

 

Renamon was off, vanishing with nary a trace.  The two girls pulled themselves off of the ground onto a nearby bench.  It had no back so they each straddled them, sitting facing each other.

 

Ruki wanted more, but was unsure of asking Juri.  Their soft eyes met, and without a word, they pulled each other close again.  Juri put another penis into Ruki’s mouth, and watched as the girl sucked on it.  They slipped closer, Ruki’s left leg under Juri’s right, and pressed together to kiss.  They sighed softly into each other’s mouths.

 

Juri’s kimono top was loose, yet instead of pulling the loose side up her shoulder, Ruki instead pushed both sides down.  Two soft, budding breasts stiffened slightly as they felt the full cool air of the evening.  Juri opened up Ruki’s top, and the girls both pulled out of their sleeves.  Thin, wiry arms wraped around youthful torsos as the girls pressed their nipples together as they kissed.  Backing off, they took turns, each girl cupping caressing, kissing, tasting the breasts of the other.

 

Ruki first noticed her soft mound rubbing against Juri’s as they kissed.  Forcing herself against the other girl, they too realized that it was a new way foe the two of them to feel good.  They both took to rubbing, humping their soft, pink pussies against each other.  Ruki nibbled on Juri like Renamon did, listening to the girl gasp and embrace her tightly.  Juri grabbed Ruki’s rearend forcefully, she’d felt Renamon’s and Ruki’s hands on her rear and liked it, and wanted to return the sensation.  This pressed Ruki’s mound against hers even moreso, and the girls realized they were both quickly coming to climax again.  They grasped at each other, whimpering into each others mouths.  Juri could feel her eyes tearing up as her tongue swirled in Ruki’s mouth.  Ruki sucked lewdly on Juri’s tongue as their sticky little cunnies bumped the umpteenth time.  Finally al they could do was clutch onto each other tightly as they humped against each other.  Moaning loudly as their slits gushed against each other.

 

 

Renamon returned to the girls, watching them embracing and panting, their limbs intertwined.  She smiled softly, remarking to herself how cute they looked together.  Renamon clicked two objects against each other, and the girls turned languidly towards the DigiMon.  They smiled and collected themselves as Renamon held up two wooden phalluses, good luck charms carved, sanded and lacquered smooth.  They would do the girls nicely.

 

Each girl held out their hands to touch them, as if for luck, or the courage to take them in.  They were each at least seven inches long, almost two inches around, not too much for the girls, but more than enough to fill them.

 

“Why don’t you two use the bench here?  You can lay across them, with your knees and hands on the ground.”  The duo did as they were told, and Renamon knelt behind them.  Giggling, the girls arranged themselves properly.  Side by side, each hoisted the other’s kimono over the other’s rear.  They then bent over the bench, the wooden seat supporting Ruki & Juri’s weight.

 

Renamon’s eyes focused on the sight and smell.  Two sweet young human vents, and the rearends.  Like two soft peaches, ripe, soft, tasty.  Renamon caressed each girl, then she pushed them even closer.  The girls giggled ass their buttcheeks pressed against each other.  Two young, tight, pink butts in the night air, waiting for their first fuck.

 

Renamon was using both hands in a rhythm, sliding the wooden dildoes against the girl’s silky slits, moistening them with the natural lubricant for the plunge each was about to take.  The girls were already moaning and whimpering, their little pussies gushing against the wooden phalluses being rubbed and twisted against them.  Finally as the girls began to hump backwards against Renamon’s paws, she angled them into the girls.  With a thrust from each arm, she pushed the long tools into each girls’ vent tot eh halfway point.  Renamon flinched as she heard the two cry out pitifully at the pain.  She clapped her paws over each girls’ mouth, holding them closed and close.

 

With Renamon forcing the hard shafts into them as they were bent over the bench, they had nowhere to go, and no way to refuse the intrusion.  They heard Renamon mutter softly.  “I know it hurts right now, but that’s only for a moment.  It will begin to feel really good soon, trust me.”  The girls quieted.  Renamon slid her paws back, caressing the girls in turn, feeling the soft skin of each girl’s ass.  A slight trickle of blood was mingling with the juices between each of the girls’ legs, the dildoes still half in each throbbing pussy.  The girls were two weak from their previous passion to be able to force them out, besides which, they didn’t really know how to control those muscles yet.

 

Renamon clutched each dildo again, drawing them out, pushing them in gradually, slowly, allowing the two young Digi Tamer’s underneath her to accept and grow accustomed to the penetration.  Juri was the first to start moaning again, followed quickly by Ruki.  Renamon sped her pace, thrusting into each girl’s vent in tandem, watching with awe as the two pairs of buttcheeks bounced in the air to the rhythm.  Each girl was writhing with the penetration, humping back the meet Renamon’s thrusts, warming to the sensation to having a man’s, even a replica of a man’s organ inside their wombs. 

 

Ruki felt Juri’s thin arm cross her back, pulling her close, shoulder to shoulder. Ruki did the same for support.  And the two could quickly smell each other, they opened their eyes, Juri was still crying, in pain and passion, her mouth open tongue out, closer to Ruki with every thrust.  Ruki pulled her close and they kissed as Renamon’s dildoes slammed into them.  Ruki was feeling hotter than ever, her slick vent pulsing around the penetration.  As one of Renamon’s digits stroked against each girl’s clitty, the added sensations began to push them over the edge.

 

Renamon lashed her tail about, swatting softly at each girl’s rear with the furry limb.  The girls were reacting to the soft whipping; they were humping and moaning like mad.  Suddenly Juri cried out and went limp; Ruki barely had a moment to collect her thoughts as her orgasm ripped through her.  Her body twisted as her young womb imploded around the false cock within her.  Trying desperately to draw it in further, to milk the penis of its’ seed.  Her legs were twitching, her body collapsed.

 

Ruki came to softly.  Her head felt light, and her loins ached.  Every limb felt like it was made of lead, weak.  Renamon was kissing Juri as the other girl drove one of a dildo rapidly in and out of Renamon.  Making love face-to-face was new, and a novelty to Renamon, but watching Juri and Ruki kiss mid coitus had given her the idea.

 

“Now what?”

 

Juri paused, then held up Ruki’s cellphone.  “Your mom’s number was in the memory.  I called my parents too. They think we’re each at the other’s house for the night!”

 

Ruki shivered and pulled her Kimono about her tightly.  “It’s late though, right?  We should clean up, go home…. My house is big.  We could slip in and tell my mom”

 

As Renamon groggily rose from her orgasm, she held Juri’s hand to still the overeager girl.  Juri began to collect herself, pulling the dildo out of Renamon with a soft slurp. “Sounds good to me.  I think we can collect this stuff and run the two of you home quicker than you could get there by train.”  Renamon sniffed the air.  “Besides, I doubt that most people on the rail would understand what’s going on!”  Renamon chuckled.

 

The girls giggled as Renamon slipped her hands underneath their bare, sore rears to carry them home.

 

Wow… took hours to finish that, but, done in one night!  Er, some other comments.  No, I didn’t call the girls by age.  Assume what you will.  Other than that, hope you enjoyed!  I might need to break this up into chapters, or scenes, at least.  Give the girls an extension, as well.  I might redo the ending; stretch it out a bit, so it doesn’t seem so rushed.  Well, write with your comments, and I promise:  My writing has been, and shall continue to be, angst-free!